Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Commitment


I've been researching publishing options
because I've made a commitment to myself
to put my words into the world
in a more impactful way.



In the process, I've learned a few things.

1. I need to concentrate on creative non-fiction
 or genre fiction if I want to be paid 
for my work. Poets don't get paid 
for published pieces as a general rule.

2. If you put a poem on your blog, 
it's considered "previously published" 
and poetry journals and zines 
won't be interested in publishing it 
again (with very few exceptions).

3. Because of #2, I won't be sharing
some of my newest and best works here, 
at least until they've been published elsewhere 
and the rights revert to me.

4. That doesn't include poems 
in haiku form because there are so few 
publications that will accept haiku works 
that putting them online is the only way 
to make sure that anyone reads them. 

Besides, I love Haiku My Heart 
Fridays with Rebecca.

5. I'm open to suggestions on how 
best to keep my commitment to myself. 
I'd really love to combine
words and photo images.


Anybody out there have some wisdom to share?


Monday, August 30, 2010

Smiles and Irons in the Fire


Because of your smile, 
you make life more beautiful.
– Zen Master Thich Nhat Hanh



Somehow, the weekend was swallowed 
in a writing frenzy
that I wasn't ready to share here, with you. 
I have so many irons in the fire these days,
it's hard to know which one 
will leave the most potent mark.

But I just want to say
 that visiting with you, 
at your place or mine, 
makes my life more beautiful.

Just like your smile brightens the world.

Y'all come back now. Hear? 

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Nameless Saint


For more Haiku My Heart Friday,
visit Rebecca, a touch-er of hearts.




his eyes speak of love
but sadness is hidden there
under the surface



Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I Am the Walrus


Before you decide I've gone 'round the bend,
let me explain.


I was feeling camera-lust.


I wanted to capture details.


And you know how I love blue.


And as for the You-Tube video,
well it speaks for itself.


I don't endorse the suggestion at the end,
though I have discovered a strange Showtime series
on On Demand called "Weeds."

Goo goo guh joob.


AND IF YOU WANT TO BE AMAZED
by a whale birthing post,
click HERE to visit Kendalee's
Dance of a Painted Lady.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Not Much to Say


I've been writing up a storm
the past few days. I thought
for certain I'd have lots to say
in my blog post today,
but no such luck.



There are several new poems,
but they're all pretty long
so I hesitate to post them.



Instead, after I'd looked at
what blog friends were doing,
I headed out on a field trip
to enjoy the sunshine.


Sometimes images say things
better than words. 

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Blue Haiku


bits of sand and fire
chatting, crackling in blue
bubbles suspended


Faux-tel California © 2009 Meri Arnett-Kremian

Friday, August 20, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Topsy Turvy



the world shifts daily
topsy-turvy, upside down
and then rights itself






for more Haiku My Heart Friday,
visit my dear friend Rebecca.


Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Passages

Passages.

Movement from one place to another.
Sometimes from a place of light
to a place of darkness.
But then, squeezing out the other end
of sorrow, into joy once more.



Sometimes we willingly travel the path.
Sometimes we're sucked into the vortex
by forces too strong to resist.

All passages we must travel to arrive
at growth and resolution.  

Saturday, August 14, 2010

A Cure for What Ails You


If you're in need of a five-minute break,
a journey of pure relaxation,
I've got a cure for what ails you.



It's my new You-Tube video,
a presentation featuring photos
from my book Shooting Spree. 


Sit back and soak in
these ordinary, but sacred, moments.


I hope you enjoy it. 


Love,
Meri

Friday, August 13, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Unexpected

Haiku My Heart 
is Rebecca's heart child.



sometimes dreams slip in
bringing tidings from the soul
that you'd forgotten

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Revisions



You've seen this poem before in an earlier version,
but it's been revised and polished. So here it is again.


Bel Canto



I suspect that love
is an extraordinary guy
dressed in everyday clothes,
a wily clown that springs his tricks
and slaps his knee, chortling
in delight at coupled pratfalls.

I'd love to greet him, "Ciao bello!"
the moment he turns the corner,
sticks out his foot and trips me, skinning
my knee and making me feel like a kid again.
He'd guffaw and offer his outstretched hand
and I'd laugh too and shake it.

I'd love to serenade him with a song
or beggar Rumi's words recounting --
how fierce like a lion, tender like an evening star --
love dribbled warm and moist in the tender
cracks of his soul. I know, I know, he was talking

about God but love in all its forms is my god.

Right now I'd rather read Rumi and rejoice,
"I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing,"
than recall how once my heart beat wild and fierce
until the assassin struck and love bled out.
But here you are, you miracle maker.
So unexpected on this close side of death.



Poem and images © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian.
All rights reserved.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Inner Wisdom


 always with me,
waiting inside.
sometimes quietly,
sometimes not.
it is when i stop and listen
that i honor your presence.
it is when i follow what i hear
that i honor my wholeness. 

~terri st. cloud


Listen to that quiet voice
that has so much to say.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

One Word: Stash



About time for a binge. . . 
though I've already read 
The Girl Who Played With Fire.

I just finished
The History of Love
and have 
The Lacuna in the "next" position.

What are your favorites right now?

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Prescription


Sit in silence.

"Levels of Being" © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian

Meditate.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Topsy Turvy


Sometimes it just feels like everything is



Upside down.


Monday, August 2, 2010

A Woman of Few Words


So for today, when I'm indulging myself
in workshops to jumpstart my writing urge,
I'll leave you with three words.



Musing.

Reflecting.

Being.

Life is grand!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

One Word


I'm joining in the one-word/one-photo
movement started by Susannah Conway.
In the spirit of brevity, here's my word.




Ruffles.